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Friday Fiction-21 Dec 2018- OPTIMIST

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21 December 2018

Copyright – Adam Ickes

Sunny, who’s both feet had been amputated,  when he was four had long back accepted his disability and tried to be always happy lest grandma becomes sad, suddenly requested his grandma’ I want shoes! ‘
Grandma, who was taking him for a ride in his wheelchair, looked sadly at him.
‘ Don’t look so sad dear, I want them for my best friend, he cannot buy shoes and cannot play without them,’ said he.
Grandma lovingly showered blessings on him.
He laughed ‘ One day, with your blessings I am going to climb Mount Everest.

You want to bet?

(https://amaltaas.wordpress.com/2013/12/13/friday-fictioneers-13-december-2013-optimist)

Friday Fiction- Parents

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Friday Fiction Challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff

14 December 2018

Parents

What we couldn’t afford in childhood, so we wanted to give every opportunity to our children to pursue their hobby. 

They said music, we ran for the musical instruments.

They showed interest in DIY, we hurried for the toolkit.

They said computer we bought it.

They said world trotting; we were ready with the globe and maps.

Our son joined navy at 18 and daughter got married as soon as she finished studies.

We were left with all the items to look after.

Don’t have the heart to sell them.

Just have a good laugh when we are all together.

Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is, “your favorite word.”

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Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is, “your favorite word.”

SOC winner 2017

All the words suggesting positivity like hope, happiness etc.etc., are my favorite words and one of them is ‘WORK’

Give me all the money in the world and ask me to just lie down do nothing and I’ll be bored to death.

I think no one can live without work.

In my earlier posts, I crib so much about my procrastinating habit. That I do but in some fields like writing only. Otherwise, I do a sufficient amount of work. 

More sick I am the more work I’ll do. Either go for a walk or for some shopping.

Nature has endowed every creäture in this world with such a wonderful machine that it needs feeding, cleaning, keeping warm or cold according to seasons,  needs sheltering, comforts and there are so many necessities that we can’t survive with just lazing around

I cannot live without work, I love to eat only what I have earned so I do all my household work though we are retired; we get a pension and can get all work done by paying to maidservants, we can’t live without working. Cooking, taking rest, watching TV, reading a book, writing a post, exercise, all are part of my daily routine so there is nothing called free time in our life, even sleeping is a part of the work required to keep our body fit.

I wish I could work until the last day of my life. 

It is true that an empty mind is the workshop of the devil and to avoid this and make mind workshop of God we must believe that ‘Work Is Worship’.

“This post is part of SoCS:”

Here is Stream of Consciousness Rules:

1. Your post must be a stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get you started.

4. Pingback! It’s important so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post, you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read others! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet, and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

 

A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017- Fiction

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A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017

You’re on your way to work and a new, strange-looking shop has opened overnight.  You are drawn to it and go in but what – or who – is inside?  Tell us in less than 100 words.

A blood-red painted shop with a signboard in white ‘KILLING IS FUN, JOIN IN’ was strange enough for me to enter the shop. It was full of various kinds of Mannequins.

The receptionist, with a counter full of knives, invited,’  choose any knife, put the face of the one you want to kill on any mannequin and stab as much you like, you’ll feel light-hearted.’

My obvious choice was my rude boss.

I stabbed it to my heart’s content.

Delighted, I turned and noticed my boss entering the shop.

His face was still intact on the mannequin.

(98 words)

A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017 Day 17- Memory

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A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017 Day 17- Write a 50-word story on the theme of memory.

A middle-aged with his wife was at the door, ‘remember?’

I didn’t want to embarrass him, ‘ O yap!

He understood, ‘ you don’t silly! admit it. I am’ X’, your college mate.’

Now I remembered. How much can one change in 25 years?

“See! It wasn’t my fault’, my memory chided.

( Sorry it’s 52 words.)

A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017-Day 18- Shopping List

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A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017-Day 18– The prompt is “shopping list”.  The format and length are your choice.

shopping list, oh shopping list

where do you hide when I need you most

enormous products in the market

confuse me and without you, I’m lost

you know well I am dependent on you

so please don’t play hide and seek with me

or I’ll load my home with the things 

I don’t need

and not with the things I needed most

 

A Month of Mini Writing Challenges 2017- Day13

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The prompt is “another planet”. Format and length is your choice.

They are from the another planet, aliens, I’m sure.
They do not have different looks. No bulging big eyes or antennas on their head. They are perfectly normal looking people like you and me.
But their behavior is so strange.
They don’t harmonize with others, have no compassion or compatibility.
They are self-appointed protagonists imposing their views, ideas, and beliefs on others. Follow them or get killed.
Always ready to invade others territories, vandalizing and committing heinous crimes.
They are very rude, criticizing, showing off their superiority, belittling others.
They are not caring at all about the other creatures also.
Who can do this to their own planet?
They have to be aliens.

Five Sentence Fiction – Engulf

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Five Sentence Fiction – Engulf

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PURPOSE

I was so immersed in my thoughts of loneliness, of suffering, of suicidal thoughts, oblivious to the sea waves trying to engulf me  that I didn’t notice the 14 years boy  coming and sitting by me until he said,

‘ The world is so cruel to people like us neither male nor female, we are also a creation of God but no education, no employment, no one likes to give us even household jobs, either we have to dance at weddings or on childbirth or beg and without money you can’t survive so I have come here to  drown myself in the sea like you.’

I looked at his misery-ridden face and suddenly an idea crossed my mind.

‘Why not come with me, I’ll adopt you, give you education and we will take care of each other.

‘Let’s go there is so much legal work to do.’

Holding hands we retreated, life has given us a purpose to survive.

 

 

 

Five Sentence Fiction – Abandoned

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Five Sentence Fiction – Abandoned

She watched her body lying on the floor like an abandoned house, her organs, heart, kidney, liver, all flying out one by one. Last to leave was her soul, looking despairingly at her.

‘Why are you all leaving me like this?’ She whined.

‘You have never respected and cared for this body, you took it for granted, and you forgot that it is an abode of God, you abused and misused it, you became a slave to your mind, you never listened to your conscience, your overindulgence in food and laziness had made us live inside it impossible.’

She woke up with a start; perspiring profusely; thank God; it was a dream, effect of all that junk food she ate last night, perhaps.

 

Be the Change-Spread Peace and Love

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Be the ChangeWhat change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?

How I would like to bring religious harmony without any interference and forceful imposition of one’s faith on others spread love, peace and remove racism from this world by my blog.

I mostly write about peace, love, friendship, understanding, etc., and love to imagine that my blog will make at least a tiny change in the world.

The problem is my friends who read my blog are already blessed with unprejudiced thoughts and qualities, are friendly, loving, caring, and peaceful people. They themselves are trying to enlighten people about love and peace with their writings, trying to make people happy with their witty and humorous writing.

Terrorists, criminals, and religious heads, those who are busy making our life hell by spreading violence and hatred in the name of religion for their selfish reasons, never ever visit my blog. Even if some of them by chance read, they never will change their ways of thinking. Actually, no one can change a person by preaching if he/she doesn’t want to change himself.

But one thing is sure by writing whatever I have in my mind I feel liberated and light-headed. This makes me happy. A happy I can make people surrounding me happy, they in their turn will make others happy.

I hope my blog will start a chain reaction in the world and bring satisfaction to my mind.

 

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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s. Billy Wilder

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A journey of expression and compassion

kimbladeswriting

poetry and short stories

Pilgrimage Studio

A Journey of Spiritual Significance

As a Girl thinketh....

Love thyself for it's the only cure!

Prerna's blog

Speaking in a hundred silent ways

Picture Perfect Memories for life

Myriad memories frozen in time

A Journey Called Life ...

“Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.” - E. Gilbert

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